"Listening to the conversation between the two, it seems that the radish in the ditch returns late at night every day, but where did he go?"

Zhao Shujie squatted down and thought outside the Venerable Master's Restaurant,

"The white-skinned radish on his table is really not small, more than half a person tall, it must be worth thousands of gold and silver!

He thought about it for a while, and continued to look inside the room through the crack in the door, and saw that the man in the ditch at the large table in the center of the spacious room quickly pulled off a large red cloth bag on his right shoulder, and put it on the table, and caressed it from beginning to end with his hands happily and gently while waiting for the wine and food. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I like you the most!haha......"

The person looked intently at the red cloth bag and didn't know what he was thinking, and when he was engaged, he suddenly rushed to the cloth bag and was happy.

"Is there a disease in the radish on the ditch?"

Zhao Shujie looked quietly outside the door, frowned, and asked in his heart.

"Ditch master, you have been waiting for a long time! 'Three Beast Whip Spicy Tonic Soup' is simmering fiercely, the store squeezed the air to fry a few refreshing side dishes for you first, and the ditch master is slow to use! This is your favorite high-level soju ......"

When the middle-aged man rushed over from the counter, he came to the ditch with a large plate of things in both hands and served enthusiastically.

"Wow!"

At the same time, the ditch said two words, first grabbed the warm and high-quality wine, took two sips at the spout, and then grabbed the chopsticks and sent the vegetables to his mouth, nodding while eating.

"This, this wine is not enough!

The man on the ditch took a sip of food and drank two sips of wine, and when the store turned around and wanted to run to the back room and stepped to the front of the counter, he told the store with a pot in his hand.

"Yes, yes!"

The middle-aged man responded with two sentences and left.

"It's so drinkable!"

Zhao Shujie sighed outside the door.

When the ditch master drank a pot of warm wine, he put the vegetables in his right hand and sent it to his mouth, and his left hand skillfully touched it into his pocket, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled out a large thick towel and placed it on the top of the table on his left side.

"Wonderful, wipe your sweat with such a large towel? ”

The more Zhao Shujie looked at it, the more strange it became.

"Ditch master. The ditch master is here!"

In the back room, I heard the shopkeeper shouting like a loud voice from afar. Then, after a while, a white heat rushed out from behind the curtain on the side of the counter.

"This is a great meal with excellent taste and efficacy! The store cooks it by hand, and the ditch owner will be satisfied!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man rushed to the big table, and carefully placed a large porcelain basin with the brown-green tonic soup inside next to the person in the ditch.

"Taste it while it's hot. ”

He spoke, quickly stretched out his chopsticks into the porcelain basin to pick up the soup, and fished out.

"What kind of whips are there?"

While fishing, the mouth of the ditch blew away the hot air and stared at the eyes to identify.

"They are all common beasts, and some of them jump up trees. There are those who run on the ground and those who lie in the water. ”

The shopkeeper replied implicitly.

The man on the ditch picked up a piece of chopsticks and looked at it suspiciously.

"Monkey whip, horse whip and buffalo whip!"

Seeing that the ditch owner looked more and more curious, the shopkeeper said it directly.

The ditch man casually put the piece he was holding into his mouth, chewed it twice, raised his little white face and said with a smile:

"Really!"

"Wait a minute, the store will go and serve you a drink immediately!"

With a word, the person turned around and walked away.

The ditch man enjoyed it, and raised his chopsticks to promise.

The more people on the ditch eat, the more fragrant they are, and the more fragrant they are, the more they serve the wine jug, but there is no wine in the pot. He casually took off the long round wine gourd hanging from his left waist, and purred with his mouth raised.

"Ahh

After drinking the remaining wine in the gourd in one go, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue and shouted a word, which seemed to be extremely refreshing. Next, continue to pick up the vegetables and scoop the whip.

"Haha......"

When the white face of the man in the ditch was raised, and he saw the shopkeeper coming again with a large jar of high-quality wine in both hands, he immediately burst into laughter, and laughter followed.

"Hurry, hurry. Fill a pot for the owner!"

He hurriedly stacked the small plates with both hands, making room for the large wine jar, and hurriedly commanded.

"Whoa...... Whoa......"

The shopkeeper arrived, holding the jar in one hand. Lift the lid of the jug with one hand, and then skillfully hold the jar with both hands and pour the wine into the jug.

"All right, go down, go down!"

Feeling that he was about to drink, the ditch reached out and picked up a large radish that had been cut out from the top of the table, and at the same time let the hand rush out of the table.

"Understand! Understand! The ditch master is easy to use!"

The middle-aged man bowed his head and responded twice, and hurriedly walked back to the back of the counter.

"Good wine, that's what it tastes like!"

While drinking the wine in the pot, the ditch people kept praising the empty mouth, and from time to time they also took out chopsticks and put them in the porcelain basin.

"Woooooooooo

Suddenly, Zhao Shujie, who was outside the store, was surprised to see that the guy at the big table seemed to be crying, and the words in his mouth became blurred.

"Which one is drinking and crying?"

He couldn't figure it out.

Immediately afterwards, the ditch man cried even more, carried the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, then cried, continued to praise the wine after crying, and put down the wine jug and pinched the big towel to wipe his tears when he cried until his face was bright, and after wiping it, he laughed and shed tears, and quickly picked up the wine jar and looked into the altar and boasted:

"Such an intoxicating wine......!

"The ditch master has a lot of money, and the belly is better! It's just that the ditch master, you seem to have fished out all the three beast whips, and the store will go and make a pot more!"

The middle-aged man stood behind the counter and kept an eye on the vegetable basins and plates on the table of the people on the ditch, and when he saw that he had repeatedly stirred in the large porcelain basin several times without catching the whip, he interrupted his meal and said.

"Oh, no...... Drink, get wine!"

The ditch didn't raise anyone's head, and when he was tired, he dropped his chopsticks, picked up a white radish and replied to the store, and then held the wine jar and drank again, whining while drinking.

"Okay—"

The shopkeeper shouted in a loud voice, then turned and went into the back room to hot the wine.

"A drunken maniac!"

Zhao Shujie didn't understand, but his temperament was already in a hurry, and he quickly scolded and got up to push the door of the restaurant open.

"Slow down!"

Suddenly, when he raised his left hand and just touched the exterior of the door, the rotten grass valley man inside the chessboard in the palm of his left hand stopped him.

Zhao Shujie stretched out his palm and paused slightly.

"Does the King of the Array want to go in and fight the people on the ditch?"

In the palm of his hand, the Rotten Grass Valley man asked softly.

Zhao Shujie had a clear plan and shook his head.

"But the back of the king of the array is full of blood-red whip marks, once it is discovered by the people in the ditch, you will definitely be able to understand that you and the prince have fought with each other, and you may even guess that the king of the array went to the radish ditch to steal the radish and escaped by luck, in that case, I am afraid that you will not be able to fight with him after entering the house!

The people of Rotten Grass Valley suggested after deep thought. (To be continued.) )